"I'm just kidding." Qinglan looked at Han Shengling resentfully, protecting his head with both hands.

"Sorry, you looked too serious when you were joking." Han Lingsheng raised his head slightly, and the stele was covered with Qinglan, as if he was silently provoking him.

Qinglan raised his eyebrows secretly, curled his smile and said, "Go away quickly."

Those who know the times are heroes.

If you can't fight, just follow him.

"Okay, don't argue with you two." Song Xiyue immediately stopped him, then looked at the towering wall and said, "You guys hurry up and carry me up."

"It's too high to hold it." Han Lingsheng glanced at Song Xiyue sideways, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Hey, you are so stupid." Song Xiyue shook her head, looked at the two people helplessly, putting their hands on their hips, and looked contemptuous.

Han Lingsheng pursed his lips and looked at Song Xiyue without saying a word.

"Han Lingsheng, you should bend your body forward." Song Xiyue began to command with a serious look on her face.

"So?" Han Lingsheng cooperated very well, his body forward and his hands were on the ground.

"Yeah, then stand back a little with your legs." Song Xiyue continued to command.

"Yes." Han Lingsheng still did the same.

The back is in a horizontal line.

"Okay, that's it, don't move!" Song Xiyue saw Han Lingsheng posing. She took more than ten steps back and then rushed over from a distance.

Using Han Lingsheng's back as a springboard, her light body jumped up in the air like a geese. Then she tied the edge of the wall with her hands and half-hanged her body in the air.

"Ah~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~!!" Song Xiyue screamed and hurriedly shouted, "Hurry up, Qinglan, push me quickly."

Qinglan held back his smile, stood on Han Lingsheng's back, grabbed Song Xiyue's calves with both hands and pushed them up.

With this thrust, Song Xiyue climbed safely onto the wall.

"Thank you." Song Xiyue wiped the cold sweat from her forehead, stood under the moonlight, turned her head, and said with a delicate smile to Qinglan and Han Lingsheng, "Goodbye."

Under the cool moon shadow, her smile seemed ethereal and illusory.

Just a simple smile, but it hit Qinglan's chest like an iron hammer. Qinglan jumped off Han Lingsheng with a wry smile and asked, "Do you believe in love at first sight?"

"I believe that love will grow over time than this." Han Lingsheng still bent over and said in a cold tone.

Qinglan then realized that he quickly jumped off Han Lingsheng's back and said with a smile, "Let's go quickly, it's been delaying too much time."

"Yeah, okay." Han Lingsheng's cold eyes remained on Qing Lan for a few moments, and he struggled for a while and persuaded him kindly, "Qing Lan."

"Um?"

"I advise you not to like Song Xiyue, it is unlikely that you and her." Han Lingsheng looked at the dark sky with his eyes, and his mood was also a little confused.
Chapter completed!